Chapter 658: Destroyed I

The night wind passed by, and the flags were flying. . .

Under the illumination of torches and bonfires, the thunder on the banner was still dazzling.

But the quarrels from the Xiti military camp and the big tent made this dazzling, momentary bleak——

"The situation is unclear now, and His Majesty is missing again. This war is not good for us!"

"Although His Majesty is missing, the opponent's Emerald Duke is also missing!"

"Fight, we must continue to fight! Even if Lord Brunpark dies in battle, we still have Lord Mortici!"

"That's right, although the rain has become smaller, Lord Mortici still has the upper hand!"

"And, more importantly, our numbers! Our numbers have an absolute advantage!"

"The winner will be us!"

...

The two voices were intertwined with each other, with arguments, and even a hint of quarrel.

Without King Xiti, a king who can do what he says, it is difficult for the Xiti Kingdom, which consists of dozens of tribes, to be united.

The reason why they didn't disperse immediately.

It's nothing more than being reluctant to face the fat piece of jade.

"A bunch of stupid guys!"

Fisher, who was standing not far from the big tent, commented like this.

His body was still covered by a black robe, and there was an inexplicable paleness on his long and narrow cheeks.

The breath of the whole person is even more obscure.

Especially those hands that were supposed to be pale and withered were even more scarred at this time. The nails on the ten fingertips have long since disappeared, leaving only a bloody mess.

"Mr. Fisher. What shall we do now?"

Tophet asked slightly weakly.

Compared with Fisher, Tofit was even more embarrassed at the moment.

Not only does the whole person look like he has not healed from serious injuries,

And that figure was staggering, as if it was about to fall to the ground at any time.

Obviously, it was definitely not that easy for the two of them to get rid of the pursuit of Countess Deta and her party.

In fact, Fisher's biggest reliance has been abolished. And Tophet only had half his life left.

As a result, the two of them are not even qualified to participate in the meeting in front of them.

Tophet was a traitor. Such a person would receive no real courtesy anywhere.

As for Fisher?

Fisher is proud of such a title as the strongest among the Silver Citi.

However, at this time, Fisher was humiliated.

There is no such thing as the King Xiti. After a group of fly-on-dogs divides power, it naturally brings about a series of corrupt decisions.

Just like the debate in front of me, it is not necessary at all.

But those guys never tire of it.

It seems that without a loud quarrel, one cannot declare oneself to be the new ruler.

Similarly, in order to show their own power.

Fisher, the strongest among the hard-to-heal Citi Silvers, became a very good pedal.

Especially after they questioned their guards in detail, and confirmed that Fisher's companions and followers were all killed and injured, some methods were inevitably used.

first. The individual tent is gone.

Second, the treatment that should have been the best treatment was gone.

Then, some decisive meetings. Fisher was also ineligible to participate.

Then, some gossip also appeared.

These guys need to find someone to take the blame for Tijiao City's loss.

No matter from which aspect, Fisher is the most suitable one.

"Return to Xiti!"

Fisher answered in the affirmative.

Obviously, such thoughts. Not on a whim, Fisher said afterward. He simply packed his bags and headed out.

Tofit followed up staggeringly, but, as if he was exhausted, he fell to Fisher's side.

A hidden cold light pierced Fisher from Tofit's sleeve.

And Fisher seemed unaware, and when the dagger was about to touch his body, he moved sideways a step.

Unbiased, just dodged the thorn.

"Your Excellency Fisher, I'm sorry, I don't want to escape back to Xiti in embarrassment with you, so I need to borrow your head to use it—among those adults, some people really want to accept this gift!"

Tofit pointed to the big tent in the distance.

"oh!"

Fisher nodded and continued to walk out.

It seems that Tophet doesn't exist at all.

"Of course I'm not your opponent in normal times, but now, how much strength do you have? 10%, 20%? Although I am very grateful to you for saving me before, I need to think about me, so...uh!"

Tofit found reasons and excuses for himself, but before he finished speaking, he froze in place.

A withering power spread through his body, causing Tofit to lose moisture quickly.

Tophet, who was a normal person one moment, became a mummy the next moment.

"So, go to hell!"

Fisher, who coughed lightly twice, tried his best to stand upright. In his expression, there was no sadness, joy or anger, only a little unwillingness.

In the previous battle, he had already taken that step.

Really found the path I was looking for for a long time.

However, his body suffered severe injuries, and he was unable to 'transform' at all.

Originally, he thought that returning to the camp would allow him to quickly recover from his injuries and then appear on the battlefield with a stronger posture, but...

The unwillingness in my heart turned into a sigh.

"Come out!"

Fisher said so.

After the words fell, three figures appeared around Fisher.

The silver-level knights belonging to the three tribes are also the three most dominant tribes in the camp at the moment.

They will never allow him to leave.

When Tofit shot, Fisher already had a realization.

so. What he is thinking about now is which one should be dragged to be buried with him.

In Fisher's long and narrow eyes, his cold gaze scanned the three silver-level knights in front of him. The latter looked at each other in blank dismay, waiting for the other party to make the first move.

They never underestimated Fisher's determination to fight to the death.

The four of them confronted each other on the spot.

The voices in the big tent in the distance gradually stopped, and the curtain of the tent was raised high, and the people sitting inside looked at it and whispered to each other. Pointing and pointing from time to time.

Those people were smiling and well-dressed. Elegant posture.

"Who is going to kill this traitor who colluded with the Emerald people and caused us to suffer huge losses?"

A voice sounded from inside the big tent.

"I go!"

"I go!"

...

Immediately a reply sounded.

Then, a group of people rushed out.

These people wore heavy armor, and each carried a strong bow and crossbow.

Obviously. This is well prepared.

Those people didn't want to be buried with a silver-level knight of their own for a Fisher who was about to die.

Random arrows shot to death!

Undoubtedly a good choice.

whoosh whoosh...

The arrows pierced the air, enveloping Fisher with a dense, scalp-numbing sound of piercing.

Arrows made of fine iron filled Fisher's front, rear, left, and right, as well as... the sky.

He had no room to dodge at all.

In normal times, such an attack would not be in Fisher's eyes at all, but at this moment. For Fisher, who had hurt the root, it was fatal.

Fisher felt the residual strength.

He raised his hands again, on the bloody fingertips. A trace of sharpness condensed again.

Then, he rushed towards the big tent.

Puff, puff, puff...

Arrows landed on Fisher's body one by one, but he didn't intend to stop at all, his claws swung down with a strong wind.

The strong wind hit the big tent, and the strong and huge tent was instantly torn apart.

Those luxuriously dressed and elegantly posed people fled in all directions screaming.

"Ah!"

Fisher let out a chuckle.

Stand still. He remained motionless, his hands hanging down naturally. The sound is inaudible.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

Almost at the same moment, the most embarrassed of those people shouted loudly together.

Immediately, a group of guards rushed towards Fisher.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared!

The people in the camp subconsciously looked up——

Under the drizzle of the night, a fireball with a diameter of more than thirty feet suddenly fell from the sky.

Skimming through the lingering drizzle, a vacuum zone was brought out, and the mist after the raindrops evaporated, gathering and dispersing, making everything fall into a haze.

It was like the tail inflammation caused by the fireball.

Has a different kind of beauty.

"Get out!"

However, the faces of the Xiti Baiyin who witnessed this scene changed drastically, and they roared loudly.

boom!

However, nothing has changed.

The fireball fell on the ground, and flame waves rolled out. The scorching air swept across the surrounding space in an instant, and everyone within a hundred feet in diameter fell into the burning flames.

Especially where the fireball landed, the high temperature of nearly a thousand degrees turned all life into ashes.

Among them, including those who stayed in the big tent and wore gorgeous clothes before.

Also includes, dying Fisher.

However, compared to the panic and panic of the former, the latter is much calmer.

Fisher exhausted his last bit of strength, raised his head and glanced at the huge figure in the dark cloud, feeling the powerful aura, with a hint of envy, his fire of life was completely extinguished, in the raging flames.

boom! boom! boom!

The fall of the first fireball was followed by the second, third, and fourth...

Moreover, the target chosen by Dean is very clear.

The big tent of the Xiti army, and those tents that were guarded layer by layer.

The flames flicked out tongues of flame wantonly, burning anything that could be burned.

Even though the camps made of leather and wood were set on fire, they were still useless under the flames of the dragon's breath.

In less than a minute, the entire Xiti Camp was set on fire.

In the night sky, flames burst into the sky.

Tamen York looked at everything clearly, and then, with a lift of his arm——

woo woo woo...

Trumpets sounded in the distant darkness.

The Yorkshire cavalry, holding the battle flag high, launched a charge at the same time with the sound of the horn.

Rumble!

Three thousand cavalry, who had been preparing for a long time, rushed down the hillside in an instant, the earth trembled, and like thunder, they poured into the Xiti camp.

ps second update~

When I was taking a decadent nap in the afternoon, I dreamed that I was eating roasted pig's trotters...

That fragrance at that time!

When I woke up, the pillow was wet with drool!

So, decadent night decided to eat roasted pig's trotters!

This chapter is timed~

Thanks to the wandering son of the world, the reward of turtle0920200 starting point coins, and the reward of Wanhua Jingkong's 100 starting point coins~~~ Decadent bows again to thank the brothers and sisters who support decadent~~~(To be continued)

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